It was a cold winter, and worst of all, we were told that it was all because of the global warming. None of the usual lads turned up at the Chit Chat Cafè, and Gustavo was starting to feel bored, as well as finding his balls frozen. He had just about had enough and was getting ready to move on to the Refrectory next to the tube station when Ahmed promptly arrived. ‘My friend, you are still here...I have been kicked off my English course for ill behaviour, but at least you are here and we can have a laugh.’ he said.
‘Bad behaviour, not ill behaviour...you look too well for someone suffering from an illness’, remarked Gustavo.
‘are you still on your university course?’ inquired the friend.
‘Yes’, Gustavo replied.
Ahmed paused for a moment, then he raised his eyebrow and asked ‘really?’
Gustavo got irritated by this 'just ‘cos you get kicked off your course doesn’t mean everyone else suddenly becomes a UB40...’
Ahmed explained his worry: ‘Your friend Alan...my friend a bit too I suppose, he got fired from Oxfam because they are cutting jobs again, he is really UB40...’
The tarty looking waitress looked at both of them and smiled, she told them to sit at the same table and order a drink, or they were wasting her time.
Ahmed sat down with his friend, and ordered a cup of Coffee. It really was quite cold that afternoon, despite there was not any snow coming down, there was a faint smell of something like snow in the air.
Whilst we are at it, we may as well sum up the problem troubling these young people, known as generation X, or put more simply, people born in the 70s and who have grown up in the 90s, without having much of a clue as to what kind of career to aim at...
This relatively new thing called welfare cuts on a massive scale was kicking in to the ‘system’...again, the politics had gone strange throughout most of the 90s, but that is not what so called politicians are meant to do, they are meant to solve problems, not create them...
All that could be deemed as useful in the welfare state had started being massively reduced, so that Britain could become member of this new European Union thing. Austerity, poverty, living within your own means, with little or no help, just to help the ‘system’ adopt one European currency, and construct a no borders Europe.
It is not as if Gustavo was against the European Union in theory, a no borders Europe with one currency so that we could all trade and move around more swiftly sounded good.
However, the price to pay was a massive reduction of welfare, with everything that goes with it. Even the TV had been screwed up, with the Eurovision song contest being hyped up out of proportion in a crazy, crazy way. Weird singers singing in Armenian, Portoghese, and Catalan, and whatever else, just to ensure that we could all live together in the same power bloc without killin’ each other...Was Armenia even in Europe, or a place in west Asia?
Ahmed had his explanation regarding all this: ‘My friend, Armenia is a place in Asia, a bit like a part of my country, Turkey is in Asia....but Armenia is ALL in Asia...The eurovision contest in crazy way is your least problem, if the Euro Union really happens...perhaps we all get on, perhaps the East gets angry that the West is nearly all in NATO, and there will be arguments of a new empire conquering the East...then we really have big problems. Perhaps, we can hope to include only a few countries from the East, then we sort out our welfare again.’